Everry night I look at a star,
Like a mirror in my eyes, it is so fascinating,
Like a fire in the sky, shining light on my way,
But in my heart there is only you,
An invisible force returning to my mind,
As big as an ocean –
Destroying all my grief,
I will laways be with you,
Keeping the fire of love forever,
You are mysoul, my country,
My love, my territory,
My joy is united in you,
As you are te meaning of my life,
The force against all our enemies and bad people,
Your eternal beauty is comparable
To the angelic face of Queen Tamar,
Enlightening the road to heaven!

You are the highest gift of God,
We forget simplicity just too often,
But once in a year you ask us,
To return to the way which you taught to us,
We are so thankful for your gift,
And that we can do good for You!
The world consists of a divine plan,
And every year, people celebrate Ramadan!

I remember you, it’s long ago,
But today I know, you are far away,
The mountains are full of grief,
Now the dead are sleeping there,
Every night I hear their cry,
Every night I hear their death rattle,
I dream that I can live,
where children smile; maybe,
where I do not need to forget who I am –
Freedom, I love you!

The country of old traditions,
The country which is the paradise on earth,
The center of the Caucasus alluring freedom,
The stronghold of resistance,
Of a courageous generation,
Freedom or death! [the motto of Chechnya]
On the top of the mountains where the mountaineers live,
And death smells from the mountains of Bamut,
Gate to the treasures of Sharoy,
Tears like rivers in Kharsenoy,
The girl from Shali cries in January,
The smell of smoke on the boulevard,
Mansur, the great hero, was here,
The district of Vedeno is the heart of this land,
Dzhokhar died in Gekhi-Chu,
We will never forget the times of war,
Chechnya, come back, please,
My soul is this mountaineous land!